I love the neat ring of burn-marks around my nipples,
Rig's mark of ownership -
and the cruel clip fixed where you can control your captive
with a tiny tug or twist to make me squeal and squirm!
No need for the knife Rig, this girl's yours!
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Rig
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Rig's mark of ownership -
and the cruel clip fixed where you can control your captive
with a tiny tug or twist to make me squeal and squirm!
No need for the knife Rig, this girl's yours!
Leatherrapist
Executioner
good one bitch!
Leatherrapist
Executioner
RIG's BITCH
I was willing to endure all the pain and torture he brought me. but still i stood firm , longing that he might touch me with his hands,might sense the heat coming outta his leather cladded body when he gets close,might asked out to lick his sexy leather and might be able to look into those beautiful gray eyes that makes him my master.
I was willing to endure all the pain and torture he brought me. but still i stood firm , longing that he might touch me with his hands,might sense the heat coming outta his leather cladded body when he gets close,might asked out to lick his sexy leather and might be able to look into those beautiful gray eyes that makes him my master.
Leatherrapist
Executioner
FUCKING HOT RIG GETS ANGRY WITH HIS SLUT
I leave Eulalia to write something about Rig when he gets hard and pissed at his date.
I leave Eulalia to write something about Rig when he gets hard and pissed at his date.
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I want - I need - to endure Torture,
to prove I'm worthy just to lick that sacred leather....
to prove I'm worthy just to lick that sacred leather....
AT LAST - as I hang here, helpless,
I can see I've triumphed -
no, not triumphed,
Rig is the conqueror,
I'm his trampled captive -
but I've moved him,
roused his mighty weapon!
Yes, he's angry, I need to feel his anger,
my body's yours Rig, let it feel your rage.
Yes, he's fired with drink,
if that gives him power,
let it erupt in me!
Leatherrapist
Executioner
knew you won't disappoint your master
Leatherrapist
Executioner
Inside Rig's mansion
this girl wouldn't dare disappoint her Master!
but I've already got one of my own!
it's very kind of you to supply a brush Sir,
but I've already got one of my own!
Leatherrapist
Executioner
JUST RAPED BY RIG
Extremely handsome and powerful Rig rapes 3 young girls with in a day.
Extremely handsome and powerful Rig rapes 3 young girls with in a day.
Rig's enjoying night-school -
the teacher finds him a demanding student,
but he always brings her an apple
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The brightest girl in the class
is so happy to help him with his homework
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It's introducing him to the civilised pleasures of life
like fine wine, beautiful women,
quaint little corners of the city...
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the teacher finds him a demanding student,
but he always brings her an apple
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The brightest girl in the class
is so happy to help him with his homework
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It's introducing him to the civilised pleasures of life
like fine wine, beautiful women,
quaint little corners of the city...
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Leatherrapist
Executioner
great!
Leatherrapist
Executioner
HOLDING OUT FOR MASTER RIG
After all his physical abuses, I still hold out for my beautiful master that he might take his rob off and reveal his well sculpted smooth body that i always long to touch and might command to lick his super erotic leather cladded legs. Please,Don't look at me like that Mater Rig, for I'll might explode sooner than your command.
After all his physical abuses, I still hold out for my beautiful master that he might take his rob off and reveal his well sculpted smooth body that i always long to touch and might command to lick his super erotic leather cladded legs. Please,Don't look at me like that Mater Rig, for I'll might explode sooner than your command.
Torture my tits Rig,
they’re so sensitive - bite
of the ropes’ trap-teeth tight
fires fierce shocks of terror,
threat, through my senses –
sweat springs, as I struggle,
shaking the shackles,
twist on the torture-chair…
Yet throbbing, thrilling,
swelling my blue veins,
my soft fat, my milk glands,
areoles rising,
nipples spring hard
to attention!
And through my system
surges my girl-juice,
warm, sticky sap
in my flesh,
as my sex-buds
kiss the cruel cross
of the torture-chair steel.
Your cold eyes assess me,
savour my shuddering,
my squeals and my girl-scent
sweet to your senses –
so tight your lips torture me!
Christ, Rig, how can I
hold my eggs in me,
eager for sperm-shot?
Taunting, delaying’s
your trick of the sadist…
Ah, let it be, Rig,
let this subjected,
bruised, conquered flesh of mine,
feel your cruel monster
forming inside me
feed in my womb-flesh,
torturing me deeper
then even your hard spear
can penetrate me!
There till he tears me,
leaps from my stretched loins
leather-clad,
toothed and clawed,
ready to bite at
these poor, bruised and burnt breasts,
mastering his mother -
make me a slave
to Rig’s babe!
(Or if a girl,
let her be soft and sensual,
strong, but submissive,
eager to serve,
a slavegirl from slave-womb
flesh for a Master,
female for a Free Male,
of the cruel race of Rig!)
they’re so sensitive - bite
of the ropes’ trap-teeth tight
fires fierce shocks of terror,
threat, through my senses –
sweat springs, as I struggle,
shaking the shackles,
twist on the torture-chair…
Yet throbbing, thrilling,
swelling my blue veins,
my soft fat, my milk glands,
areoles rising,
nipples spring hard
to attention!
And through my system
surges my girl-juice,
warm, sticky sap
in my flesh,
as my sex-buds
kiss the cruel cross
of the torture-chair steel.
Your cold eyes assess me,
savour my shuddering,
my squeals and my girl-scent
sweet to your senses –
so tight your lips torture me!
Christ, Rig, how can I
hold my eggs in me,
eager for sperm-shot?
Taunting, delaying’s
your trick of the sadist…
Ah, let it be, Rig,
let this subjected,
bruised, conquered flesh of mine,
feel your cruel monster
forming inside me
feed in my womb-flesh,
torturing me deeper
then even your hard spear
can penetrate me!
There till he tears me,
leaps from my stretched loins
leather-clad,
toothed and clawed,
ready to bite at
these poor, bruised and burnt breasts,
mastering his mother -
make me a slave
to Rig’s babe!
(Or if a girl,
let her be soft and sensual,
strong, but submissive,
eager to serve,
a slavegirl from slave-womb
flesh for a Master,
female for a Free Male,
of the cruel race of Rig!)
Leatherrapist
Executioner
The best by Far. Simply astounding. You didn't even missed a thing that was playing in my mind while creating it.
Leatherrapist
Executioner
Beautiful and strong lather master Rig tortures his slut
Rig:"you fucking women are nothing before me and never will be...cause your just another sex toy that i can use whenever and however the fuck i want,so shut up and obey to satisfy my cock!"
Rig:"you fucking women are nothing before me and never will be...cause your just another sex toy that i can use whenever and however the fuck i want,so shut up and obey to satisfy my cock!"
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Ah Rigg!
how I’ve longed to give myself to your fiery appetite!
To be twisted and tortured, stretched and swung, hurled back helpless!
To open to you those tense and tender parts that throb for delicious pain!
To lie the long night in the monster’s lair,
To fall asleep, sweating and panting, only to be aroused
by the dragon’s claw in the first light of dawn
flicking my naked nipple...
I Feel the wave of terror
surge from the very centre of my being!
This will be it –
Strangely secure,
yet simply locked,
eyes bleeding,
breasts forced up,
cruelly clamped and squeezed,
electric cables fixed.
I’m ready, good to go.
Heart racing,
fire-fated, throbbing nipples taut,
anticipate the invading surge of fire.
I lift my head, I know I dare not speak,
yet want to show my readiness.
One tiny touch of your finger on that pad,
and I’ll be your electric toy,
leaping and squealing,
sharp jerks of hideous agony -
And it will be no passing shock,
no nip at my girl-meat, no!
It will go on
till sweat and cum and sizzling blood
ooze from each pore and orifice
of my shuddering skin –
Roasting,
I’ll be your burning banquet,
human sacrifice,
a hero’s feast!
how I’ve longed to give myself to your fiery appetite!
To be twisted and tortured, stretched and swung, hurled back helpless!
To open to you those tense and tender parts that throb for delicious pain!
To lie the long night in the monster’s lair,
To fall asleep, sweating and panting, only to be aroused
by the dragon’s claw in the first light of dawn
flicking my naked nipple...
I Feel the wave of terror
surge from the very centre of my being!
This will be it –
Strangely secure,
yet simply locked,
eyes bleeding,
breasts forced up,
cruelly clamped and squeezed,
electric cables fixed.
I’m ready, good to go.
Heart racing,
fire-fated, throbbing nipples taut,
anticipate the invading surge of fire.
I lift my head, I know I dare not speak,
yet want to show my readiness.
One tiny touch of your finger on that pad,
and I’ll be your electric toy,
leaping and squealing,
sharp jerks of hideous agony -
And it will be no passing shock,
no nip at my girl-meat, no!
It will go on
till sweat and cum and sizzling blood
ooze from each pore and orifice
of my shuddering skin –
Roasting,
I’ll be your burning banquet,
human sacrifice,
a hero’s feast!